Extreme Chaos

Chapter 1665 The most suitable opponent!
"Thunder God Palace?" Feng Chaoming was puzzled.

"The fourth place in the last session, ranked second only to Xiaoyao Pavilion, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that if it weren't for Xiaoyao Pavilion's weird movement skills, with the strength of Thunder God Palace, it would definitely be able to fight against Guilingzong."

Di Laka explained for a while, but his eyes stayed on Lei Huan and Lei Heng in the Temple of Thunder. Of course, he didn't want to pay attention to them deliberately, but since Xiaoyao Pavilion finished drawing opponents, their eyes were always vague What's more, the information contained in it seems not very friendly.

"Is that so? Why do I feel the opposite?."

Feng Chaoming's voice pulled Dilaka's consciousness back, and after hearing the words clearly, Dilaka asked back, "Why?"

Feng Chaoming laughed and said, "Because they are more suitable for the little guys in our family than other forces, aren't they?"

Hearing this, Diraka was slightly taken aback, but after he figured it out, his solemn mood suddenly disappeared, replaced by a wilderness-like pioneering!
What Feng Chaoming said is correct, if it is that group of children, Thunder God Palace is definitely the most suitable opponent, not one of them!

With this in mind, Dilaka, who had always chosen to ignore the gazes of the two, suddenly counterattacked and stared at Lei Huan and Lei Heng in the same way, but there was a difference that his eyes were not unfriendly, but joking.

"..."

The sudden change made Lei Huan and Lei Heng look at each other, and the latter said calmly, "What does he mean? To provoke us?"

Lei Huan shook his head, "I don't know, but his expression is much brighter than before."

Lei Heng sneered, "It's just the last struggle."

……

"The second battle! Xiaoyao Pavilion vs. Tianji Pavilion! Thunder God Hall stepped forward to draw lots!"

When Lei and Sheng secretly "communicated", the drawing of Xiaoyao Pavilion had completely come to an end, and Wan Xianlin announced the result again, followed by calling out the name of Thunder God Hall.

At this point, Di Laka also understood that the sequence of the lottery was determined by the results of the previous session. Gui Lingzong, Xiaoyao Pavilion, Thunder God Temple, the second, third, and fourth of the previous session all dominated.

Seeing Lei Huan walking slowly to the place where the lottery was drawn, Dilaka's eyes showed urgent expectations, but Lei Huan ignored all these urgent expectations, which made his doubts even more intense. .

But doubts are doubts, the action of drawing lots is indispensable, and while he is drawing lots, the following are already discussing who will get the free promotion ticket for the Holy Sepulcher Mountain.

Hearing the name of free tickets, Lei Huan's speculation suddenly dissipated. Yes, one is just a gift for promotion in the Ninth Clan Competition. What does he care about? If he doesn't get it, that's all. Save time fighting hard.

Realizing this point, Lei Huan reviewed his subconscious "high-view" just now, and then smiled lightly, and pressed his hand on the bright spar, the input of Yuan force, the light shone, and a stone full of five-element symbols appeared in a daze. The emblem suddenly rose from the bright spar and caught the eyes of everyone present.

"Mountain of the Holy Sepulcher"

In an instant, except for Xuanbing Valley and Tingyu Pavilion, the rest of the families cast their envious eyes on the Temple of Thunder, and some even boasted about the luck of the Temple of Thunder in front of Diraka, regardless of the face of the Holy Sepulcher Mountain. Huan also had a smile on his face. As he walked back, he bowed his hands to other families to express his humility, unaware that Di Laka looked at him with a stronger smile.

"The third battle, the battle against the Temple of Thunder, the Holy Sepulchre Mountain!"

This was the only time Wan Xianlin paused while announcing the results, but when he paused, his gaze was not directed at the Holy Sepulchre, but at the Thunder God Temple where he was chatting with others.

"The fourth battle, Xuanbing Valley vs. Tingyu Pavilion."

The three groups of battles have been established, and the fourth group will naturally be determined accordingly. However, compared with the previous ones, Tingyu Pavilion has received significantly more attention, because other families know that among the participants in Tingyu Pavilion this year, there is one who has no status. It is still an existence whose popularity far exceeds that of others, the youngest pavilion master in history, Qin Shang.

The sudden silence made Wan Xianlin a little satisfied, and it saved him from having to ask those guys something.

"The battle situation has been confirmed. Next, I will announce the changed clan competition rules. In order to save time, I won't spend any more time talking about these, so please listen carefully. It is best not to miss a single word, otherwise you will arrive Don’t blame the old man for not reminding you.”

Hearing this, even the proud elders of various clans couldn't help but get serious. They believed that Wan Xianlin was not alarmist, because there were too many history of defeating the rules, and they didn't want to repeat the same mistakes.

"First, after the previous competition process, we re-drafted the surrender rules. In order to avoid the participants being unwilling, the "abstention" of this competition must be stated by the participants themselves, otherwise it will be deemed invalid. Than continue!"

"!"

As soon as this remark came out, several big families were stunned, and Lei Heng from the Temple of Thunder said directly, "This is not good! Those children are upright and young, if they are defeated but unwilling, they will definitely die. Make a wrong decision! If he does not abstain, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

"Yup!"

"The old man also thinks this is not good."

There were objections all over the place for a while, but Wan Xianlin just stroked his beard and listened quietly to their rebuttals until the voice gradually became quieter and finally returned to silence.

"Finished?"

Scanning the elongated old faces, Wan Xianlin sneered, and asked, "What do you think of the clan competition? If you can't even recognize your own strength, if you can't even make a decision, if you don't even know what it means to give up?" If you don’t know it, then why is he called a genius? And why does he participate in this nine-generation clan competition that puts his life and dignity at risk? The purpose of this clan competition is not only to let you save face, but more importantly, to let everyone Let the elites of the clan find out their own depth, and tell them what it means to be someone who is beyond others! It is foolish to be young and full of blood!"

A sentence left everyone present speechless. Although they still couldn't let it go, they had to say that this sentence made sense. If a person can't even control his own situation, how can he be expected to do anything in the future? Besides, there are indeed many people who affect martial arts and ruin their talents because of unwillingness.

"Elder Wan, continue talking."

After several seconds of struggling, everyone finally chose to accept.

Wan Xianlin snorted softly, and continued, "The second point is the same as the peak battle, this time the clan competition can not only use the emperor soldiers, but also the magic beast partners; the advantages of the various clans have been obvious to all. The same is true for disadvantages, but once the advantages and disadvantages are overcome, this battle will become a tug-of-war with an obvious ending. For this reason, the increase of some external forces can also play a role in increasing fairness. The premise is that it can be controlled, otherwise Yesterday's deeds are an example of that time, the above is the change of the rules, the rest of the rules remain the same, the clan competition will be disbanded at [-] o'clock in the morning of the next day."

Leaving those words behind, Wan Xianlin didn't leave anyone a chance to discuss, put away the bright spar, turned around and left with Wan Xianzong, while the elders of the Overlord Sect followed closely behind, leaving only the remaining eight Everyone stood there in deep thought.

In the air, Wan Xianzong looked at Wan Xianlin, who had a serious face, and said to himself, "Mu Chen, Mu Chen, father has done everything possible to gain an advantage for you, you must catch it."

(End of this chapter)